Alcestis by Euripides
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LEADER. But see, a handmaid cometh, and the tear Wet on her cheek! What tiding shall we hear?... Thy grief is natural, daughter, if some ill Hath fallen to-day. Say, is she living still Or dead, your mistress? Speak, if speak you may. MAID. Alive. No, dead.... Oh, read it either way. LEADER. Nay, daughter, can the same soul live and die? MAID. Her life is broken; death is in her eye. LEADER. Poor King, to think what she was, and what thou! MAID. He never knew her worth.... He will know it now. LEADER. There is no hope, methinks, to save her still? MAID. The hour is come, and breaks all human will. LEADER. |
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